Copperhead Page #2
Oh, yeah.
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Come on now, Ray.
You can't be sitting in the shadows.
Keep not thy talents hid. Come on.
Byron's right.
Up you go.
- Care for a drink?
- Yes, thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
hearken to the voice of an angel...
...set down on this earth.
Mr. Ray Hare.
Esther Hagadorn, eh?
Her father's crazier than a shithouse rat,
but she's a prize, Jeff.
She's a true prize.
Just remember:
"Always to court and never to wed
is the heaviest life that ever was led."
Has it feet like water lilies?
Has it feathers like a bird?
Is it brought
From famous countries
Morning
Bright shining of the sun
Morning
Will the morning ever
Will the morning
Ever come?
Abner.
Morning, Abner.
Thanks. All right.
Tabitha.
Abner.
Hmm.
This from you?
Good deal of sense in this.
But if I have something to say,
I say it direct.
I've always respected you, Abner.
I still do.
But I don't want to see politics
tear our community apart.
- Already has.
- It's Democrats who rend this country asunder.
It's Abraham Lincoln and his Republicans
tearing us apart, and the Constitution.
Closing down newspapers,
putting critics in prison.
Enlisting mere boys...
...to fight in his unconstitutional war.
What would you have President Lincoln do?
The rebs fired first. Fort Sumter.
Should've let the South go.
They'd have not harmed us.
Not harmed us?
Hell, they've split the Union in two.
Just so they could keep black men
in bondage.
I am not a slaver.
I've never even seen a slave.
But the Constitution says it's none
of York state's business what Dixie does.
Those slave-ocrats, they're not
satisfied with their little corner.
They want to expand into Kansas,
into Nebraska...
...into New Mexico.
Good Lord, they want us to steal Cuba too.
How does that fit
your beloved Constitution?
I'm no party man.
I'm no expansionist neither.
I don't want Cuba.
Hell, I didn't even want Texas.
But I do not want our boys dying.
And I don't want the Constitution dying
with them.
The Union, Abner.
Doesn't the Union mean anything to you?
It means something.
It means more than something.
But it doesn't mean everything.
My family means more to me. My farm.
And though we disagree, Avery...
...you mean more to me than any Union.
Good day to you.
Good day, Abner.
Mid toil and tribulation
And tumult of her war
She waits the consummation
Of peace forevermore
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blessed
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest
Amen
The prophet saw...
...rising out of the sea...
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